Enemies Are All Nourishment for My Fungi..

Chapter 52: Chapter 52 Second Mission (7)

She could command the fungus in Space to leave behind clean meat while decomposing prey, proving that the fungus truly extended her will. As soon as she earnestly communicated, there was immediate feedback. It was like a game map had opened in her brain; warriors tightly hidden among the lush weeds were flashing, blinking on and off like breathing lights.

With guidance, Ye Nai picked up speed, dodging the wildly thrashing vines while checking on the condition of each warrior.

Along the way, she found not only Squad Leader Lu and his warriors but also familiar logistics team members and members from other teams. Anyone who still had a breath was miraculously preserved by the protection of the fungus.

Additionally, eight people had been sacrificed, their wounds indicating a painless departure.

The two vehicles destroyed by the Gold Element enemies were also found and taken into Space.

Among the living, some were conscious, others unconscious, and a few had been pulled into the air to become blood packages before Ye Nai shot them down with a gun, suffering injuries on top of injuries, but they had not died.

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Ye Nai left a box of cigarettes and matches for those who were conscious. She didn’t smoke and liked secondhand smoke even less, but she had to admit that nicotine had its positive effects in times like these.

Her appearance indeed boosted the morale of many. After Ye Nai left, about three to five people found the strength to fire their guns again, dragging their injured bodies to a better hiding spot, and aiming at the swinging vines in the air.

In the end, Ye Nai found the commander.

When she found him, the commander had broken legs and was covered in bloodstains, with a warrior struggling between consciousness and unconsciousness, babbling deliriously beside him.

From the bloodstains on the ground, it was clear that the commander had dragged the warrior to their current position with great difficulty.

“…Who’s there?!” The resting commander was about to raise his gun upon hearing an unusual noise.

“Commander? It’s me, Ye Nai.” Ye Nai lay in the bushes, not daring to reveal herself, announcing her identity first.

“Ye Nai?”

“Yes, it’s me, don’t shoot.” Only then did Ye Nai carefully part the weeds in front of her and show her face.

Once he clearly saw who it was, the commander visibly relaxed.

“How did you find us? Is it just you alone now?!”

“No, there’s a warrior and a communicator with me; they’re calling for reinforcements on an encrypted channel.”

The commander, who had just relaxed a bit, took in another deep breath, “Do you have a walkie-talkie with you? Both of ours are broken. I need to know how the others are.”

“Including myself, fifty-one people, with eight sacrificed, the others are all seriously injured but alive. Three enemies are not doing well, having been sucked dry by the mutant plants; they appear to have been food for the mutant plants from the very beginning.”

“Is that true?”

“I’ve just checked each one on my way here.”

The commander finally relaxed completely.

Ye Nai crouched and moved nimbly to the commander’s side, first checking their wounds, then pulled out a hemostatic bandage, skillfully tying it tightly around them, and even broke off a few shrub branches to fix and bandage the commander’s broken legs.

Seeing the hemostatic bandages’ packaging stained with specks of blood, the commander knew Ye Nai’s words were true. Otherwise, where would the bloodstains on brand-new items come from if not from use during application?

While tying the hemostatic bandages, Ye Nai checked their wounds; the previously mangled injuries had stopped bleeding thanks to the action of the fungus. However, the weakness caused by blood loss could not be replenished, only slowly recovered by resting.

The warrior who babbled deliriously did so due to excessive blood loss, struggling desperately to stay conscious while succumbing to the fatigue caused by his weakness, a true torment.

Ye Nai dared not stuff a cigarette into his mouth, fearing that the relief from nicotine would relax him too much, and truly passing out could be fatal.

Once their wounds were under control, the commander’s mind cleared, and he returned to the topic Ye Nai had mentioned earlier.

“You’re a civilian, have had no military training, how can we let you run around like this?”

“We split up after finding a seriously injured warrior. They needed to guard him and make the call, so I had to move alone.”

“Did you call for help when the fight started? I haven’t seen anyone from that camp yet.”

“Yeah, I called, but no one answered. The communication soldier suspected the enemy might be using a large jammer. We were about to switch to the encrypted channel when those mutant plants showed up, and we just focused on running for our lives. They were planning to call again when we split up; don’t worry about the battery running out. I left them an outdoor power source.”

“Heh, you’re pretty well-prepared.”

“Pssh, it’s a common trait among Space Awakened to hoard stuff, and now it came in handy.” Ye Nai said, taking out a hard pack and a soft pack of cigarettes, “Which one do you want?”

“You even brought these?” The battalion commander’s eyes lit up at the sight of the cigarettes, and he pointed to the hard pack.

“I don’t smoke; I bought them for you guys, you know, to maintain good relations.”

Ye Nai expertly opened the pack and lit a cigarette for him with a match—the matches were a gift from the store owner when she bought all that alcohol and cigarettes.

The battalion commander took a puff and turned his head to blow smoke in the face of the warrior beside him.

And just like that, a miracle happened—as the warrior, who had been in a state of spasms, suddenly opened his eyes with a hoarse voice.

“Give me a drag.”

The battalion commander laughed heartily and stuffed the cigarette into the other’s mouth.

“Does that really work?”

Ye Nai was also impressed.

“He won’t pass out again, will he?”

“No worries. If he starts to fade, I’ll slap him awake.”

The battalion commander showed no mercy to his own men, opening another cigarette from the pack and lighting it up.

“Are you going to lie here and wait for reinforcements, or should I carry you over to the rendezvous point?”

“You think you can move my nearly two-hundred-pound body? I’ll just lie here, you go back and check on those two.”

The battalion commander, with a cigarette in his mouth, glanced at the vines flailing weakly in midair and reached for the gun beside him.

Ye Nai also looked over and felt there was no need to worry anymore. The menacing appearance of the vine’s thrashing was actually feeble and powerless; it was the last struggle before death.

“That mutant plant looks like it’s done for. Leave it, I’m going to carry you over for the meet-up now.”

“…Eh?”

Before the battalion commander could react, he was suddenly swept off his feet and securely cradled in her arms.

“Are you okay on your own here? Should I come back for you later?”

“Go, go.”

The young warrior on the side watched his commander being carried away with a bewildered face, picked up the gun left behind, and couldn’t stop laughing.

“Damn, you’re really strong!”

The battalion commander had broken legs, and although he was quite surprised, he dared not struggle recklessly, fearing to fall and further injure his legs.

“Don’t talk, don’t be a buzzkill. If you kill the mood, we’re both going down.”

The battalion commander promptly shut his mouth and tossed the cigarettes and matches to the laughing young warrior.

Ye Nai’s internal Fungus map navigation was accurate. Although it wasn’t like a game where each person’s name appeared above their head, she knew there had been three people when she left. All she had to do was find three dots gathered together.